My adventures opening my very own brick-and-mortar, working as a freelance graphic designer and navigating the world of DIY with a heaping sense of humor.

03/18/2013

Redemption.

It's late. And I'm so tired. Today has drained me almost completely. But earlier, in the midst of it all, I was hit with one simple word. Redemption. And in like a flood came the realization of all the beautiful manifestations this word has taken in my life. I was overcome. But I held back the tears because I didn't want the boys to see me cry.

The God I believe in is all about redemption. I see it all the time in other people lives and circumstances. But I'm seeing it in mine, now more than ever.

For me, it has come all at once. Like an infinite overflow of love. I'm breakable... and the weight of such beauty almost broke me today. He has redeemed so much in my life and I'm pretty sure this is only the beginning.

He has redeemed the broken things left in the aftermath of a shattered friendship. Giving me a voice, exposing the truth and restoring my heart. He is redeeming the crushing loneliness I've felt but tried to ignore these past four years by building for me a community in St. Louis. He redeems my self-doubt by transforming it into fiery determination, fueled by a confidence that could only be supernatural. Redemption has turned all of those wrong turns I have taken into lessons learned. And for the darkest times in my life, just knowing what it is to be comforted by something so beyond comprehension makes it completely worth it. I'd do it all again just to know Him a little more.

And he did none of this for His benefit. Because what could he possibly stand to gain? It was for me. For us. Because I don't believe that any heartache we can experience on this earth compares to the way He aches for us. To be happy, to know Him and to trust that He will redeem every single thing in the right time.

I just couldn't go to bed without sharing that. I think someone will read this that really needs to hear it.